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Post by amelia on Dec 3, 2010 5:25:25 GMT -5
Amelia looked at Lancelot and smiled, she had not meet show a man before, he was polite, kind and courteous. She could still feel herself blushing as he spoke.
"I do not have much money" She said looking a little ashamed "I need to make what i have left last until i decide on a place to settle"
He only took a little of the food which she thought was a little odd but did not say anything about it. |
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Post by amelia on Dec 3, 2010 5:19:49 GMT -5
Amelia looked at her with awe. She had come out of nowhere and used magic to save her. She had never encountered anyone as brave as her, especially in using magic in Camelot territory and the way she held herself was proud and authoritative that she could not help but be impressed.
"It is a pleasure to meet you" Amelia said with a smile.
Her name seemed familiar, maybe she had read about in her magic book and she was too afraid to say anything in case is was not her and she took offense. She looked over at her things and noticed that her spell book and several other things had fallen out of her bag. She scrambled around to pick them up. |
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Post by amelia on Nov 23, 2010 7:16:36 GMT -5
Amelia looked at Lancelot and smiled. She had not expected anything like this when she had entered these woods. She had expected to be completely alone and she was happy things turned out this way. She found herself giggling a little at his comments.
“Why thank you kind sir” She said with a slight giggle.
A low grumbling in her stomach signaled that she was getting hungry. She rummaged around in her bag and pulled out some bread.
“Are you hungry?” She asked. “You can have some of my bread” She held it out as to offer some. |
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Post by amelia on Nov 22, 2010 4:43:45 GMT -5
She felt herself give a huge sigh of relief when he told her that he was not offended by her remarks from earlier. She was happy for this but was still slightly embarrassed that she still couldn't look at him.
"Lancelot... That is a strong name" She said merely glancing at him before looking away again. "My name is Amelia... Amelia Heatherfell"
She listened to what he said next and felt even worse but looked at him so not to insult him further.
"Ohhh.... that is n...n...not it at all" She said the stutter returning. What was it about Lancelot that cut past her barriers and rendered her into a blushing stuttering idiot. "You are a very handsome man. I....It's just i am ashamed to be seen like this" The blush in her cheeks was growing stronger with every word.
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Post by amelia on Nov 21, 2010 5:59:21 GMT -5
Amelia could not believe it; she had misinterpreted what he had meant. She was so embarrassed that she actually wanted the earth to open up and swallow her. She had no idea how she was going to answer his question, she thought to herself for a moment before speaking.
“I… I’m sorry” She couldn’t help but stutter as she spoke. “I did not mean any offence”
She was so embarrassed she couldn’t even look at him. She was blushing so bad she would not be surprised if someone could spot her from a mile away. [/color] |
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Post by amelia on Nov 12, 2010 4:08:31 GMT -5
Amelia looked at him and smiled "Trust me if anything comes up you will be the first to know" The smile on her face widened into a grin.
"There are a lot of things from my childhood that the reason eludes me" She said while warming her hands at the fire. "I suppose it happens to everyone"
"It is not a bad thing to admit you are tired" She said with a smile. "I like men who can admit their weaknesses" |
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Post by amelia on Nov 12, 2010 3:54:00 GMT -5
Amelia listened to what she said with interest, she was right about them being cowards. She looks at the woman and thought she saw a hint of sadness.
"My name is Amelia" She was hesitant to give her name but the woman had just saved her so she had to be polite.
She watched her put the man to sleep with magic. She then watched as her feet were healed.
"Thank you" She said with a smile. "May I know your name?" Sorry for the lateness and the shortness of the reply. I lost of Internet and now I'm looking after my gran. |
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Post by amelia on Nov 4, 2010 3:13:59 GMT -5
Amelia looked at the man and smiled.
"I can not think of anything you can help me with at the moment" She was cautious about him but it didn't mean she should be impolite.
He asked if there was a reason why her father taught her that song and she turned to look at the fire trying to think of a reason, but it eluded her. If there was a reason she didn't know it.
"I don't know why he taught me the song" She smiled again at this.
He then asked if she knew someone from Ealdor called Merlin. "We left Ealdor when i was a child and i haven't been back since"
"I'm just passing through" She thought for a second at his next remark, she was still cautious but maybe having him here with her would be safer. "I have no objections" |
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Post by amelia on Nov 1, 2010 2:17:40 GMT -5
Amelia listened to the other womens words and couldn't help but smile. She was still looking at her feet and could not believe it, not only were they sore from all the walking, they now have cuts all over them.
"King Uther has forbidden magic. It's possible they have never seen anyone use before" That was the reason why she didn't use it, that and the fact she was still learning and would probably mess up the spell.
She looked up at the women when the next words came.
"I didn't really think about it. I just acted" She really couldn't believe her dumb luck either.
She watched as the other women turned to the unconscious man near the tree. "Let him live. His life must be bad if he is forced to rob a women. Killing him would be doing him a favor. Besides it is not his fault. Uther cares not for his people. He lets them starve while he lives a life of luxury in his castle. He is blind to the suffering of his people" |
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Post by amelia on Nov 1, 2010 2:03:20 GMT -5
Amelia finished the song and warmed her hands by the fire. She did not hear anyone approach and she almost jumped out of her skin when they spoke. She took a moment to compose herself before turning around to see a handsome man and his horse.
"You scared me half to death" She said with a smile. "My father taught me it i never really understood it" She gave another smile "I hail from Ealdor but i am traveling"
She turned around again and looked at the fire. "What brings you out here?" She said with her eyes still locked on the fire before she realized she was being rude "Would you like to share my fire? It is getting late" |
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Post by amelia on Oct 29, 2010 2:58:48 GMT -5
Amelia stood completely frozen, she could feel the cold of the metal blade to her throat. Usually she would use her magic to protect herself but with her being so close to Camelot she was terrified she would get caught, plus she was still learning and she didn't know if she could beat them. She didn't know what she was going to do.
"Astrice" A voice came from somewhere and one of the men flew back wards into a tree trunk. A woman appeared and removed her hood "Let her go"
A moment of hesitation allowed her to elbow the man with the knife to her throat in the stomach. He toppled back slightly. The shock of that and what the other woman did made the men flee. Amelia breathed a sigh of relief and picked up her daggers. She sat back on the log and looked at the cuts on her feet. She looked over at the woman.
"Thank you" She said. |
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Post by amelia on Oct 28, 2010 4:09:08 GMT -5
Amelia walked through the secluded woods, she had been walking all day and it was starting to get dark. She had not spotted a suitable spot for a campsite and she was starting to get fed up.
"There must be some where I can rest" She mumbled to herself, if she was watching where she was going she would have noticed the root she was about to trip over but she didn't and she tripped. "This is not what I need right now"
She picked herself up and wiped herself off. She looked around thankful that there was no-one around to see her fall and she noticed a suitable spot to rest.
"Finally" She said with a sight of relief. She sat on a fallen log and placed her pack on the ground beside her. She stood up and began gathering fire wood, when she had enough she placed them all together and said an incantation to light the fire. She warmed her hands on the fire and started singing a song her father sang to her as a child.
"Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, Thou little tiny Child.
By, by, lully, lullay.
O sisters, too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day;
This poor Youngling for whom we sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.
Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
And ever mourn and say;
For Thy parting, nor say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay" Setting: Woods
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Post by amelia on Oct 27, 2010 9:37:02 GMT -5
Amelia wandered down the muddy woodland road, her feet ached with every step and she was exhausted. If she did not stop soon she would pass out with exhaustion. She noticed a fallen log on the side of the road and decided she would rest there for a moment. She placed her pack, that dangled off her right shoulder, on the ground beside her.
"I'll rest just a moment" She said to herself as she removed her boots to air her swelling feet. There was a clink of metal as she dropped her boots on the ground. She looked and saw her father's daggers protruding out of sheaves she had attached to her boots.
She straightened up and closed her eyes taking in the calming noises around her. She was reminded of the childhood, when she would sit around a warm fire with her fire with her father and the two of them would take great pleasure in admiring the serene calm and beauty of the forest around them.
She was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of movement nearby. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction the noise came from. Two men came out from behind the trees in front of her. They laughed like they had just hit the mother lode but they were wrong.
"Hand over your belongings and we won't hurt you" One of he men said.
"Much" Another piped up making the other one laugh again.
"Not likely" Amelia said and she grabbed the daggers from her shoes before standing.
The two men looked taken aback by this but they advanced anyway. She was able to fend them off but unknown to her they were not alone and before she knew what was happening she was grabbed from behind with a knife to her throat.
"Drop the weapons" The man with the knife said.
She dropped them and watched as three more men appeared from behind the trees. She was in serious trouble. Setting: Woods outside Camelot
Time: Early Afternoon
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Post by amelia on Oct 24, 2010 13:37:18 GMT -5
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name of Character:. Amelia Heatherfell
.:Nick Name:. Mia
.:Age:. 20
.:Status:. Nomad/Witch
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Amelia is always moving from one place to another, so she has a rough slightly tired look to her, she is also on the thin side. She has long wavy brown hair that sits just past her shoulders and green eyes that have been known to show a hint of sadness and loneliness. She has a scar on the left side of her neck that she gained during her travels. She is often seen wearing a long white dress with black trousers underneath with black boots but on some occasions she can be seen wearing a black leather dress with long black boots.
.:Height:. 5' 7"
.:Portrayed by:. Bridget Regan
| ~ • ~ | Personality | ~ • ~ |
.:Personality:. She is a quiet girl who keeps emotions to her self most of the time, but if you get past her guard she is kind and caring. She often appears cold natured at times and she can be reluctant to trust anyone, this is because every time she has trusted people in the past she has always gotten hurt, but when her trust is earned she will be a loyal ally. Her lack of trust has left her with the ability to only see the bad in people which in a way resulted in her continued traveling. She has a strong sense of justice and wants to do what she can to help. She can be a little hot headed from time to time which can get her and the people around her in trouble especially when it comes to people's attitude to wards those with magic which has happened a couple of times. She is also on the clumsy side which has been known to set off her bad temper.
.:Strengths:.- Her loyalty to those she cares about
- Magic
- Her caring nature (often hidden)
- Archery
- Sword skill
- Singing
[/color][/li][/ul] .:Weaknesses:.- Her lack of trust
- Her temper
- Her inability to show her feelings
- Clumsy
[/color][/li][/ul] .:Magic Abilities:.- She can feel when others use magic
- Has a slight magic resistance
- Can move objects with her mind
- Can communicate with other magic users with her mind
- Has basic control over the elements (mainly fire)
[/color][/li][/ul] .:Special Skills:. Besides the ability to use magic she is an expert at sword fighting, archery and horse riding all of which she was taught by her father from a young age. She is also very good at hunting and cooking that which she catches..:Accents:.English[/blockquote] | ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ | .:Birthplace:. Ealdor
.:Family:.- Richard Heatherfell- Father. Richard was a loving yet over bearing father. When he found out that Amelia had inherited her mothers gift for magic he decided that she would never be defenseless, so he taught her the skills she needed to survive. He died when Amelia was eighteen to a fever leaving her to fend for herself.
- Maria Heatherfell - Mother. Amelia never knew her mother as she died when she was three. All she knows about her is the stories her father told her when she was young. She was also a very powerful witch.
.:Occupation:. Traveler
.:Current Location of Residence:. None
.:History:. Born in Ealdor to Richard and Maria Heatherfell, Amelia lost her mother at the age of three. Shortly after her mother died, her father took her and left Ealdor as it was to painful for him to remain. They moved from place to place never staying anywhere too long. He decided that she would never be defenseless and he began teaching her the basics of survival, starting with cooking and then progressing into the more dangerous means.
This went on for many years and by the time she was fifteen she was already adept in the means of survival. On her fifteenth birthday, Richard decided it was time she learn about magic and gave her her mothers spell book, he said this would bring her closer to her mother. She was delighted and began to study.
When she was eighteen her father became ill with a fever, Amelia tried using her magic to save him but couldn't and he died. In a fit of anger her she screamed an incantation and knocked a tree down. After burying him she was found by a man who was travel ling from a nearby by village. He said that he had seen what she did and offered her a bed for the night. After a few weeks the man told her the real reason he invited her to stay,he wanted her to use her abilities to slaughter an entire village, but she couldn't do that and when she tried to leave she was attacked from behind by another man who held a knife to her neck. She struggled to get free which resulted in her getting a cut on the neck. In a fit of fear and anger she said a spell and the two men were thrown across the room, she gathered her things and ran into the woods. Since that day she has been reluctant to trust anyone. [/blockquote] |
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